Romana's POV [He knows]
_________________________________________________Warning ⚠️ sex ahead 😈
Eros had been acting quite scary the past week and not in a distant kind of way, I bump into him while walking out of my room, twice and I'm sure he heard when I was opening the door.
He now asks me to join him for dinner at the table in the evenings and doesn't say a word, no matter how hard I try to start a conversation.
He asks me for weekly reports on my story and he sends Isabella home every evening now.
I thought nothing of it for the first few times but after a while I realized that something was definitely going on and I was going to find out what.
Now, he wanted me to meet him out by the pool in swimming trunks as he'd call it and I didn't know how to feel about that. However, I agreed, maybe it was my way of easing whatever tension was in the air, though I had no idea what I did.
So here I am walking down the stairs in my bikini and a towel in hand.
I walked through the front foyer and around the back towards the patio where the pool was located and I saw him seated on one of the lounge chairs reading a book.
I approached quietly and took the seat beside him, the sun was hot as it was coming out of spring little by little and nearing the melting pot of summer.
I mean, I could use a tan, it's been a while. I've been here over a month and just been buried in work, So I was kinda thankful that he decided to head to the pool.
Disappointingly though he was fully dressed, in a simple shorts and a black t that covered his delicious muscles.
"Eros" I greeted, I hadn't realized how comfortable I started to get around him, calling him on a first name basis, but he didn't seem like he had a problem with it.
Silence. That is what I was greeted with,
"Why won't you talk to me, did I do something wrong?" I asked furrowing my brows, his jaw clenched.
"Other than you interrupting me, no" he remarked dryly.
I scoffed "excuse me, your the one who asked me to come out here.... Soo if you have a problem with me let me know so I can head back up, I have work to get done" I rolled my eyes and sat back in the chair.
He remained silent for the next ten minutes, frustrated, I decided to take a dip in the pool and cool down, then a mischievous idea came to my head.
I stood, sure to stand Infront of him and block his view and with my back turned, I did the strings of my bikini top slowly peeling the fabric off my skin and throwing it behind me, I didn't care if it caught him.
Without looking back I chucked into the pool, the feeling of the water enveloping my skin felt amazing, the cooling effect sent waves of dopamine into my head.
I immerge from the waters and wiped at my face to get a clear view of Eros who I just assaulted, purposefully.
It was of no surprise when I saw him, staring down my soul with his emotionless eyes, his book now tossed to the side. I couldn't help the smirk that played at my lips when I realized I had finally gotten his attention.
It has been weeks since he touched me, spoken to me so if boldness is the way to get his attention then so be it, call me whatever you want but I was gonna jump him one way or another.
Holding eye contact, I reached down and pulled the strings of my bottom piece. I threw it out of the water and it landed right beside his feet with a plop.
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